Cry Me A River.

Last night, for the first time in a while, I let Knuckles sleep in my bed… He’s a riot, he likes to sleep with his head cocked all the way back, neck stretched as far as it’ll go… I woke up a few time and fixed it for him, thinking that he was going to be in pain from it but nonetheless he kept putting it back (and in MY pillow space by the way) (oh and P.S. we share my tiny twin bed…)  So anyway, finally I got tired of forcing him to move his head so I just used his head as my pillow… It worked for a while, then he must have gotten tired of it because he jumped down and got in his own bed… He is cute though, and if you put your hand on his nose-it stops him from snoring!!! (consequently it also significantly stops his breathing so be sure NOT to fall asleep with your hand over his nose!)

Anyway, tonights bedtime laid out much different. We’re going to bed and he obviously isn’t ready for nigh-nights… He crawls under my bed and is sniffing something so intensely I had to see what he was doing…he wasn’t really sniffing anything besides my bedskirt.  So he crawls out, and then he decides to leave the room, but it’s bedtime so he gets called back in…then Scoop-his number one playmate mosies on in and he thinks it’s play time so of course he starts pawing at her and yada yada long story long–he realizes it’s bedtime so he sits next to my bed and begins to whimper. And continues to whimper so that it becomes a whine, and a loud whine at that… 10 minutes go by and periodically he gets distracted by a new air scent but not for more than a couple seconds…and at the end of those 10 minutes my dad comes in half asleep and half pissed-off and asks what Knuckles is crying about…”he’s crying cuz he wants to get on my bed.” Dad leaves, Knucks miraculusly goes to bed. TaDa!

Lame post I know, but my dog is the biggest baby. :-\

Okay so this morning before work I asked my 8-ball a bunch of questions about how my day would pan out… and I don’t want to get into to many more boring details, but it was pretty right…:::bows down to magic 8-ball::: I have yet to build its shrine, but it’s December, my busiest creation time… it will understand. It feels my love. Feel my love. Can you feel my love?

SOO Santa came early this year!  He actually came yesterday in a brown truck with a gold shield on it, and a semi-cute guy who’s like 4 years younger than me but nonetheless…Santa brought 2 Vera Bradley bags… and I’M NOT SHARING!    I was going to only take one, but I couldn’t decide, and when I had decided I wanted to change my mind…. One of those situations where you can never feel confidant… So Mom suggested I keep both of them SCORE!  I love them so much that I’m hanging out with them right now…and they will probably sleep with me tonight.  Yes I realize that is weird but my dog can’t stand rejection (neither can I though) and if my 8 ball falls off the bed in the middle of the night it might smash!! and we can’t have that now can we? Sooo tonight I will sleep with Vera. oh la la.

Any other randomness I can throw at you? Oh So I dropped my cellphone on the ground today… when I got out of my car to go to work… Later I found it sitting in a puddle…and it was all scratched up and had muddiness all on it and hoopla. It survived though. So I am happy-

Uhm I believe my G star comes home this weekend so I am super-stoked. Even though now I have no more Eyes Wide Open tales. But that is okay. I will have other tales, hopefully.

Alas, I must get up “early” for work tomorrow so I shall cut this randomness “short”   adeiu my loves and faithful readers!